Atlas Double Star Book

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In order to find the girl who was framed, Neil went out of the city in disguise, and met a lady and her guards.

They walked together for a while, and found someone pretending to be Trand's Knights to do bad things.Neal rushed to reinforce and rescued the attacked knights.

On the other hand, the warlock ran away with the sick girl and used spells to evade the pursuers.In order to reach a safe place, he waited for Peleas to come and heal the girl.

Sorry to keep everyone waiting!This chapter has really been grinding for a week, and I just finished moving, so I'm exhausted.There may be some bugs in this chapter, I will rush to post them, and then modify them!

Thank you everyone TuT hug

Those dreams were sticky, squeezing her.The sleep was hot and cold, she was sweating, squeezed by huge invisible hands, pinched tightly by numbness.

The space was taken away immediately, her body fell, and she panicked.

After an unknown amount of time, the abstract pain finally subsided.The patient calms down and the body relaxes.

At this time, consciousness softened, like oil on the surface of the sea, changing shape in the ups and downs of sleep.The spirit lost its walls, and endless nightmares reveled, as if a group of demons swarmed in and tore her apart.

"Help"

A man without a face.The shadow reached out to her, blocking her vision.

A slit opened in the darkness, and the sticky, shapeless thing was wriggled and squeezed out.

She is afraid.

The dungeon scene is back.

There she was, as she was then, taxidermy.There are two heads before him.The head of the white tiger and the head of the barbarian.To replace the filling, she opened the barbarian's skull.The hand seemed to be pricked, pain, and blood dripped from the fingertips.She saw that the brain of the corpse was covered with red crystals, like countless needles.

Her blood dripped and fell on the savage's skull.

The blood disappeared, and the dense needle-shaped crystals also melted, and the viscous black-red liquid flowed towards her, like a snake.She heard screams, unintelligible language, and curses from colleagues.

"do not come"

No matter how she evades, the black blood will flow to her.The foul-smelling liquid crawled up her ankles, like a living thing, and soon penetrated into the skin.She felt severe pain, and the thing spread to her whole body along the blood vessels or bones.The ankle was pierced with needles, and then flowed to the pelvis. She felt pain and dizzy. She only felt that countless needles were formed in her body, and thorns grew out of every bone, piercing deeply into the flesh from the inside.

She told herself that this was a dream, just a dream.

Then she saw herself curled up on the ground, with black blood flowing from the earholes, she saw that she was about to be burst and turned into a dark gap, from which countless snake-like shadows crawled out.She looked down, the abyss beneath the open spine.A blood-red eye, immersed in the darkness, looked up at her.

That's the Red Dragon, some say.

The faceless man leaned over and stroked her head.

"Iya, you are here, you are here. I can find you anytime." The man pressed her temple and chanted a mantra.

She couldn't tell whether it was a hallucination, a dream or reality.The thorns in the brain seemed to be responding to the spell, beating rhythmically, piercing deeper and spreading to more corners.

"Before you become the daughter of the red dragon, let that woman protect you."

Yiya, Yiya.

She was relieved to hear a familiar voice.

"Yi Ya!"

The girl woke up, and the sound of the rain became clear. She smiled when she saw the master's face, "You are back, Master Shi Nan."

The tall warlock took off his cloak, put down the herbs in his arms, and checked the girl's condition.The blanket that wrapped the girl had become dry and hard, with dark lumps sticking to it.The warlock carefully lifted the blanket, but the black blood was still oozing from the patient's hardened skin.

"I found some herbs for pain relief, they can make you feel better. How is it, did you sleep well just now?" Heather carefully fed the potion to the apprentice and changed the bandage for her.

The smell of black blood was too strong, Heather frowned.If she hadn't cast the Elimination Charm on the smell, the sybil hounds would have found them long ago.Has the taste of blood changed?Heather couldn't help being suspicious.

"I can go to Itil tomorrow, and I will find you a place to recuperate when the time comes. When Peleas comes, he will heal you."

"Master, I dreamed about the dungeon, that is, when I was making specimens... those two heads, and Master Magic Banner..."

"Yi Ya, take a good rest first, don't talk."

The girl opened her mouth and coughed violently, black blood flowed from her ears.She suddenly said: "Master, I dreamed about that man. That faceless mage, I dreamed that he was here..."

"Mage?"

"He said: 'I've found you, Eja'."

Heather has a bad feeling.She had heard Yi Ya mention that faceless man before, saying that this man brought her from the cell to Heather's hotel.According to Yiya, this mage has dark powers.Shuttle in the shadows?It sounds like an ancient high-level spell, and Shinan has never heard of any warlock in the academy who has mastered this high-level spell.It is very likely that Yiya had made a mistake, and regarded Ye Luzi's black mage as a mysterious ancient magic.After all, Yiya is still having a high fever, and sometimes she is dazed and sometimes sober.

"Is he really here, Yiya?"

"I don't know...the man without the face...it's scary, talking to me, before the dragon..."

The sound of hoofs came.

Sound like knights?No, she has applied the elimination technique, and the smell of blood has...

"Could it be..."

The warlock was startled, and hurriedly checked the "North Star" wristband.No sign of spells, someone wiped her spells away!Oops, the smell of blood can't hide it!Sibyls have a hound-like sense of smell.The sound of pursuers is close at hand.

That's too late--

Just as she was about to make amends, several Sybil knights had passed through the woods and appeared in front of them.

"it's here!"

"Witch!"

"Iya Ephthah, arrest you now for assassinating the nobles of the empire. Give up resistance and surrender!"

Five knights rode their horses and surrounded them.The Sibyls were already extremely powerful in combat, not to mention that Heather was facing the elite of the Second Royal Knights.

The warlock had no choice but to protect the seriously ill girl and fight to the death.

Neil and the three ladies rode to the south.The rain was still falling, and the smell of blood guided the Sibyls.Gradually, even Neil could vaguely smell blood.

Suddenly, they saw a black shadow not far away.Neil reined in his horse and pulled out his dagger.

"It's a human, it's dead," Verneri said.

Neil walked over to take a look, and sure enough.The knight fell in a pool of blood, the fur vest of the cloak was full of blood, his heart was dug out and thrown aside, the wound was clean, it must have been cut open by a sword.Neil stepped on a hard block, and he picked up the metal block—

The golden snake ring is a royal knight.

They walked forward for a while, and found several more corpses.The muddy water was red, and the footprints were messy.

The lady did not speak.

"We are late, they are already..." Neil picked up the dead man's bow and arrow.

"Shh, there's someone over there."

The wind and rain rustled, the forest trembled, and the sound of swords.

Someone is fighting, murderous.The two young girls protected the lady, and Neil made a gesture, indicating that he should investigate first.The sound of rain covered the sound of footsteps, and Neil was lurking in the shadows.

There were two groups fighting, both knights, about twelve against three.The few sides were obviously at a disadvantage, surrounded and had to fight back to back.The majority side was aggressive and did not give the opponent a chance at all, and quickly pierced the throat of one of them, leaving only two people.The two remaining knights looked exhausted and still struggling.

Must support quickly!Neil was anxious, but facing more than a dozen Sibyls, it was very difficult for him to win... and he didn't find the shadow of the lion armor knight.Is it another wave of fakes?

"By now……"

He counted and found that he had 8 arrows, a short dagger, and a Venus sword.

Since there is no way to win more with less, let the enemy think that there are many reinforcements.Neil thought of a way, but he didn't know if it would work.

To achieve that effect, you have to use some basic spells... Neil looked around to make sure that no one was around.If he was caught secretly using spells as a knight, the teacher would be in trouble, because the academy didn't allow that.Neil first cast a simple brilliance spell on the Venus sword, and then attached the wind blade spell that the Bernhard family is good at to 8 arrows.

"bring it on."

Neil swallowed, and raised his sword.

The rainy night was swaying, the sky was dark, and suddenly a ray of light went straight to the sky!Like a crack, breaking the dark shell.

The flames are scattered!

It's a signal for reinforcements.The knights raised their heads in fear, and the golden light flashed across the faces of the sufferers.

"Reinforcements, Enrique has brought reinforcements!"

Like a dying lamp being lit again, the two knights became more courageous as they fought.The enemy was obviously a bit afraid of them, probably hesitating whether to retreat before the arrival of reinforcements.

"Kill them before that!" roared the enemy general.

Neil, who was hiding in the shadow of the trees on the top of the slope, clenched his fists and estimated the time.He is at a high place, and the enemy is at the bottom of the slope, as long as the timing is right...

The two knights turned from offense to defense.One of them held his sword back and killed a fallen enemy. At this critical moment, his sword could not be pulled out instantly, probably because it was stuck by a bone or armor!The enemy did not give him a chance to fight back, and immediately cut off his elbow.

"We can't wait any longer!" Neil aimed his bow.

He put 3 arrows on the string at the same time, the first wave of attacks should be neat.He has only 8 arrows and must deter the enemy to the maximum extent.

Neil held his breath, the rain was flowing through his fingers, the wet hair was pressed against his forehead, his blue eyes were cold and determined, as if he himself was an arrow on the string.Neil knew he could do it.Although he hadn't studied it systematically, it was a spell passed down from generation to generation in the Bernhard family, and the power of blood would assist it, like an invisible hand that corrected a young man's shooting posture.

Wind, heed the call of the charioteer.

He felt a subtle sense of flow, lingering in his fingers.The flow of spells gushed out from him, and went all the way through the entire bow, and the arrows became sharp, and the tips of his hair fluttered slightly, and the wind came.

"Fire the arrows." The young man said coldly, as if he was commanding an entire army.

Fei Ya whistling!

From the high-speed rotating arrow, the gust of wind slid through the arrow body, the space was torn apart, the sound was like pain, and the lightning flashed, and the structure of the spell was instantly formed——

The attached spell replicates the trajectory of the arrow, mimicking the surrounding airflow as a ferocious flying arrow.In an instant, countless arrows seemed to be shot at the same time, and the knights frantically waved their swords to resist, they didn't bring shields!The screaming sound of the airflow was menacing, and the rain of arrows plunged into the ground, causing the situation to be chaotic for a while.

Take advantage of now!

Neil jumped out of the bushes, ran to another direction, and quickly drew his bow to shoot an arrow.

The arrow hit the enemy's hand, the man screamed, and the others became more flustered, completely unaware that Neil's immature spell style was actually harmless.

Only 4 arrows left!

With quick eyes and quick hands, Neil went around to the rear of the enemy and shot 3 arrows at the same time.The magic wind rose again, multiplying the dynamics of the three arrows.It seemed that another wave of arrows came from the enemy's rear, attacking from both sides.

"Reinforcements have appeared from the front and rear!" the enemy shouted.

"I don't know how many people there are!"

"Retreat! Retreat first!"

The enemy fell for the trick, and fled on horseback in a panic.

Don't try to escape!Neil was furious when he thought of these people pretending to be the Seventh Knights.With the last arrow, he draws his bow——

The horse screamed and raised its front hooves, suddenly fell, and the rider howled and was crushed in the mud.An arrow was stuck in the horse's neck, and blood gushed out, watered down in the heavy rain.

Neil drew out his sword and flew down the hillside, restraining the enemy who hadn't escaped in time.

"Caught!"

At this time, Verneri also came to help.Neil looked up suddenly, and saw the lady and another girl standing on the hillside, looking at him wordlessly.

Neil had no time to think about it, he put his sword against the enemy's throat, "Say! Who are you!"

"I... I am the... Seventh Knight Order."

Neil didn't speak, and took off the man's helmet directly.This man doesn't even look like a knight, more like a soldier.

"It's you!" The girl had a disgusted expression on her face.

"Who?" Neil touched his head.

"It's the guy who made the peasants surround our wagon earlier, Vazquez's dog."

Seeing this long face, Neil remembered, "All the miscellaneous soldiers are here to make up the number... You dare to pretend to be Trande's team to attack the Royal Knights, is that guy named Vazquez instigated!"

"No, no, I... I don't know anyone else! It was Master Vazquez who received a letter and asked me to work with these people. I didn't know what it was at the beginning! They said, they want to kill They are all traitors, and they can be rewarded after the mission is over... I really don’t know, I don’t know these people.” The long-faced knight shook his head in despair and hugged Neil’s feet.

"Who wrote the letter to your master?"

"I, I don't know, and the master won't tell us!"

Neal had to know those names, who was trying to kill Trand.

Verneri was treating the wounds of the two surviving knights.They belonged to the Second Knight Order and were originally ordered to track down the fugitives. As a result, their team was suddenly attacked in the forest and many people died.They were attacked by the Seventh Knights led by Trand.The two said that Trand must have wanted to destroy the evidence, so he attacked them.

Before everyone could rest for a while, the roar of monsters came from not far away.

"They, they still released the monster!" the prisoner shouted.

"Isn't that your master Vazquez's pet? I'll feed you to the dog now." The injured knight retaliated and kicked the prisoner a few times.

It's really a wave of ups and downs, and another wave.Neil sighed, picked up his bow, and said, "I'm going to deal with the monster, I can't just leave it alone."

Vernali listened for a moment, "It didn't come this way, it has gone far away."

"It's really troublesome. It's not good if you go to the villages and towns."

"and many more……"

For a moment, Neil felt strange, because the faces of the Sibyls present all changed.

"what happened?"

The Sybil knight raised his head, "The smell of blood has appeared! I couldn't find it before, why now..."

what?

Neil was at a loss, but then he understood that they were talking about Ijah Ephra.

"Where?"

The warlock rolled over, narrowly avoiding the swipe of the Sybil knight.She was still hesitating, how to get away with Ija quickly without provoking the Sibyls.Heather's identity as a warlock inspector is very sensitive, and she doesn't want to affect the relationship between Emperor Sybil and the academy, unless it is absolutely necessary, and she doesn't want these people to realize that she is a warlock.

The smell of blood has attracted five knights, and if it is not resolved quickly, there will be more enemies.

"A barbarian from the ice field?!" The royal knight was surprised, perhaps also surprised that a woman was so good at fighting.

"Assassinated Lord Demon Banner, and hooked up with the barbarians of the ice field."

Heather didn't respond.

The girl weakly grabbed the hem of Warlock's clothes, panting unevenly.She was so ill that she had no time to care about the danger, only to be entangled with the pain of her body.

Heather embraced the girl.

The royal knight asked: "What is your origin? Icefield barbarians appeared near the imperial capital, there must be a conspiracy."

"Kill the barbarian."

"It's said above that you don't need to live, kill them all and bring them back."

The Sybil knights obviously underestimated the enemy. It was indeed easy to hunt and kill the two women, but Heather, who was an inspecting warlock, was by no means an easy person.Warlock itself is a combat-oriented profession, and all apprentices must pass strict physical and spell training.If the duty of a scholar is to read the Book of the World, then a warlock is a guardian of order and power.

Heather is the best of the warlocks.

When the knight's sword strikes, Heather can block it with precision.If she was allowed to fight five Sybil knights alone, she might be able to escape unscathed, but now she still has Yi Ya...

The girl moaned, enduring the pain.

"No, we can't keep going on." Heather thought, she pulled out the black blade engraved with Abelwen, and chanted in a low voice.

"This barbarian can spell!"

Without waiting for the Sybil knight to interrupt, Heather raised the black blade, and the shiny Abelwen was about to explode——

The sound and light swayed instantly, like waves.

A sharp resonance sounded from the inside of their skulls, and the knights covered their ears in pain, fell off their horses, and passed out instantly.

The warlock gasped, wiping the sweat from his brow.Before the matter was over, she immediately wove another elimination technique to hide the smell of black blood again, preventing more Sibyl hounds from taking advantage of it.

"ended."

Shi Nan was really tired, she put Yi Ya down carefully.

The girl also fainted, her face paler in the rain.Heather was surprised to find that the girl's cheeks also showed signs of scaling.

"It shouldn't be..."

Just then, the Warlock heard the panting of the beast.A dog-shaped monster appeared from nowhere and rushed towards Yiya.

The monster opened its claws and was about to bite the girl's calf.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Shinan pierced the wild dog's back with one blow, and black blood spattered.Almost at the same time—

An arrow flew over and hit the monster precisely!

"Who!"

Heather was startled, who is there?The warlock suddenly turned his head, only to see a man walking out of the forest.

The man is wearing a hood so that the face cannot be seen clearly.That figure, at first glance, is a warrior.Shinan guessed that this person should be chasing the monster, otherwise it would be impossible not to be affected by the illusion.She observed that there were no reinforcements around, and it seemed that the opponent was alone.

The man said, "I'm going to take Ejah Ephta back to the imperial capital, where she has unfinished business."

"What if I say no?" Shinan clenched the black blade tightly, her physical strength was already exhausted by half.

"Shi Nan, I don't want to hurt her." The man put down his bow and opened his hands, "I won't let the royal knights hurt her either. It's just that she has to go back to the imperial capital to prove that she and Trande Muawia are both innocent." , did not kill the magic flag."

The warlock was startled, this person knew her name?

As the man approached, he took off his hood.

Blue eyes, sun-like youth.

Of course Heather knew the young man.Pelias had mentioned this name to her countless times, and she had also seen this heroic face in portraits and triumphant processions.

It's just that she didn't expect to meet here.The rain enveloped them, the leather shoulder armor glistened, and the young man waited meekly for the Warlock's response.

"I cannot let you take her. She needs a doctor now, not a trial." Heather stretched the black blade, turning it into a double-bladed spear.

"Get out of my way, Neil Bernhard."

The warlock said, pointing the tip of the spear at the young man.